And with that, the Brazilian group bowed their heads and recited the Lord's prayer, voices thick with emotion.
I look out westwards from the summit, only to be confronted by a brown and barren landscape. Whatever milk and honey there once was has clearly since dried up. On a clear day, it is said you can see as far as Jerusalem but, back in Moses's time, I suppose the holy city didn't yet exist.
Pictured above is the Christological symbol (also known as the brazen serpent sculpture) by Giovanni Fantoni.
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